Chapter 137 – The Herb
Ella
My grief keeps me awake far longer than I’m sure I could have managed otherwise. I’m alone, so I don’t bother trying to quiet my keening, wailing my despair into the night air. I’m not sure how long it will take for the shift to take hold, but I pray that the violent transformation will generate enough heat and energy to allow me to survive. The possibility that it might fail seeps into my mind and suddenly I wonder if I should have just let myself fall asleep, rather than meeting my end in agony.
Oh Goddess, I should have taken the herb hours ago. I think woefully. Now it’s probably too late.
This thought only makes me cry harder, but there’s also a growing kernel of warmth in my belly, pulsing inside me and radiating the strangest sensations through my body. Suddenly the entire forest explodes into a cacophony of sound – chirping crickets, croaking frogs, the low hoot of an owl, and other things I can scarcely recognize. I can hear small animals scurrying below the snowpack, and the sound of the wind rustling through the trees for miles away. It’s too overwhelming, and I’m amazed by the images that appear in my mind, explaining each sound with a clarity I couldn’t have possibly imagined. It’s almost as though I can see sound… and I realize this must be how it is for wolves all the time. The herb is working.
Then I hear something else, pounding footprints crunching through the snow. “No! No, no, no.” I moan desperately, my mind slowly piecing together the puzzle of information. If I hear footsteps it means… it means either Sinclair or the Prince has finally caught up with me. Either way… I’m going to be found imminently, which means I didn’t have to take the herb after all. I find the strength to push my body up on my hands and knees, sticking my fingers down my throat and trying to make myself vomit… to undo the horrible mistake.
That’s how Sinclair found me a few minutes later, sobbing and gagging, begging the Goddess to take back my rash actions. “Ella!” He shouts, racing towards me. “Oh thank the stars.” His voice pierces my skull at a terrifying volume, and I clamp my hands over my ears, crying out.
His voice is still too loud, but the pain in my heart is even more excruciating than the pain
I cry again, my chest heaving.
spiking again now that my baby’s life is in unnecessary danger.
was dying.” I try to explain, my words coming out babbled
over his shoulder at his second in command. “We need an extraction right now. Call for a chopper.” I
into his embrace even though
the phone is speaking now, giving our location, and I’m amazed to discover I can detect the pilot’s voice just as easily. Sinclair’s heart
with his hands, generating heat through his thick jacket. “We don’t have much time.” He says then, clearly talking to his
of the men starts to question, clearly not in on the secret of my suppressed
explain later, we need to get out of
in his arms, and I sob into his neck. “Th-the p-pup.” I moan.
off at a run, and suddenly I understand how he reached me so fast. Even carrying me on two legs,
magnified by a thousand, deepened and more complex than I’ve ever experienced
a child existing in its dark, fluid filled sac until it’s abruptly introduced into the harsh world with no warning. I suppose this is a rebirth for me, but the comparison sends my spiraling emotions even further out of control. The cost of my own reincarnation is depriving my pup of his own life… he will never have the chance to experience life
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